The Art of Manliness

I have alluded to my love for this sitea couple of times. As the mother of sons and wife of, well, a man, I am very happy to see a new upsurge of resources for men to explore what it means to be one. This is probably not a popular sentiment among my feminist friends….but I see a generation of adult-boys out there and I despair for young women out there looking for a (male) life partner.

I married a manly-man. In fact, that’s what first attracted me to him. He knew how to take my coat, get me a drink, compliment me, and buy appropriate gifts. This was not just courting behaviour, but has stood the test of time: 26 years of marriage. Manliness, to me, is not a heavy beard and muscular physique. It doesn’t preclude being fussy about clothing, particular about design, or having taste. It’s an attitude of “I will look after you” even when the woman doesn’t particularly need looking after. I am by no means a helpless female. I am probably better suited to home repairs, computer management, bill paying, and multi-tasking. But I have a place to fall.

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At my other blog: Berkman Family History

In this blog, I’ve talked about the origins of my Berkman family and a little bit about my most immediate ancestor, my father. I also looked at information about one of the family’s journey to the US. But there is a whole lot of uncertainty around most of the Berkman emigrants to North America. Some […]

The last two children born to my great-great grandfather, Hirsh Berkman, and his wife Sore, died as toddlers of croup. This was identified in death records from the Lithuanian town where they lived. Aharon Nate died at a-year-and-a-half in 1882, and daughter Teme Leye died at two-and-a-half years in 1886. This had me looking for some […]

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